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Lyricist: Misfits
Lyrics:
When they pull out her tongue Pull off her face, pluck out her eyes Well, the blood runs cold for
When it drips from the mouth Be forewarned, be prepared For a grizzly bloodfeast
And that blood's so real Because I just can't fake it And that blood's so real Because I just can't fake it
When you think of severed heads Think of my face, think that you're alive Well, I guess I fooled you
When you think of my face Think of your blood, think that you're dead 'Cause it's a grizzly bloodfeast
I'm possessing your death Possessing your blood Possessing your head 'Cause it's a grizzly bloodfeast
I'm possessing your heart Possessing your tongue Possessing your blood 'Cause it just won't fake you
And that blood's so real Because I just can't fake it And that blood's so real Because I just can't fake it And that blood, and that blood
I'm possessing your death Possessing your blood Possessing your demise For a grizzly bloodfeast
I'm possessing your heart Possessing your tongue Possessing your blood 'Cause it just won't fake you
And that blood's so real Because I just can't fake it And that blood's so real Because I just can't fake it And that blood, and that blood
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